Save Your Soul. (A One Direction fan fiction)

Chapter 18

Louis' POV

I knew she was lying to me. In fact the second I saw the person in the black hoodie walk in with her, I was a little unsure of who it was. I doubt it was one of Mr. Shawts security guards..

But, the person is gone now, and he or she kind saved my life. And, Im tired, and we also need to get back on the road quickly. So there really is no use at arguing with aubree.

But, why wouldn't she just tell me the truth?
Is she scared?

Aubree's POV

I decided something. I decided that I am going to keep my mouth shut for the rest of tonight. I have so many questions, but I'm not getting an reasonable answers. And, it's just adding to the frustration!

So, I suppose the best thing for me to do... Is to just not think about it, or speak about it.

Which is going to be really hard, but I don't care, I need to stop hurting my brain with so many unanswered questions.

Louis and I walked to the stolen car, and both got in. We zoomed out of the club and took off done the dark road.

I kept my thoughts focused on school, not wanting to think about all of the questions I had for Louis.

I caught him glancing at me a few times.

"Are you okay?" He finally spoke up.

I looked at him and gave him a reassuring smile.
"Fine."

"Oh. You're just really quiet though, and I haven't heard any of your signature aubree questions." He teased.

"Oh haha well I guess I just don't have any questions to ask!" I lied.

"Really?" He said with the most amazed and astonished voice I've ever heard.
"Huh weird." He muttered under his breath.

It is weird. I have so many questions like, where is the real diamond? Why did we have to go to that club? Why is Mr. Shawts important in this mess?
And, so many more.

But in the end, if I try to ask those questions, I'll get a one worded answer, or maybe even no answer at all.

And, it will just end in me saying, "Im apart of this as much as you are, and I deserve to know."

And, well there really is no point to arguing anymore..

I'm tired, I'm sad, and I'm annoyed. Maybe, I can get a few minutes of sleep in...

I laid my head against the car window, and closed my eyes. Hoping to erase the moment I killed somebody, or the moments I watched people get killed, or the moment I met creepy Harry and nice yet creepy Zayn.

And, if I could I would hope to erase this whole day, maybe even erase ever meeting Louis Tomlinson.



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Sorry short chapter ://

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